Net King: Obtain Kise Ryota’s ability at the beginning

"Yuta, do you want to become stronger? Come to our Yamabuki Middle School, I will make you stronger." Kimura

extended an olive branch to Yuta Fuji, and as the head of the tennis club at Yamabuki Middle School, he had to contribute his part to the flourishing of the tennis club.

Yuta obviously found out first, is it appropriate for you to insert a foot like this?"

Kimuraji tilted his head and looked at Kangetsu with an innocent expression.

Of course, he recognized Guan Yue, and the other party was almost the same as he remembered.

But Kimuraji just wants to disgust Kangetsu, and this bad taste may have been infected by Tanishima.

"You!" Guan

Yue's face was red and his neck was thick, but he couldn't hit the guy in front of him.

After all, compared to the two, Kimuraji is the head of the tennis department of Yamabuki Middle School, last year's national championship school, and is known as the number one master in the middle school and is famous throughout the country.

And he is now just an unknown person, although Guan Yue thinks he is very capable, but the reality is that he is now unknown.

"I'm sorry, can I please get out of the way, this passer-by

!" Kimuraji chuckled after seeing Kangetsu stiffen in place, pushed Kangetsu's body away and walked straight towards Yuta Fuji.

"Kimuraji !!

" Kangetsu's face was gloomy and terrifying, Kimuraji this guy didn't put him in his eyes at all!

"How about Yuta, do you want to think about coming to our Yamabuki Middle School?"

said Kimuraji with a very casual smile when he came to Fuji Yuta.

He is trying to make a good impression of Yuta as amiable.

"But..." Although

Yuta was very impressed, he was too honest.

As Guan Yue said, although Guan Yue did not finish speaking, Yuta also knew that Guan Yue also wanted to recruit himself.

If you come first, you really invite yourself at the beginning of the month.

Just reject others' words, Yuta is a little speechless.

He's so honest.

"Okay, okay, I see.

Kimuraji nodded, it seemed that a strong dose of medicine would be needed.

"You, come to me!

Kimuraji put down his tennis bag and pulled out his racket and went to the court.

The racket pointed straight at the beginning of the month and sent out an invitation to fight.

Kimuraji knew that Kangetsu had just crushed Fuji Yuta, giving him the illusion that Kangetsu was a master.

This is also a major factor affecting Yuta's judgment.

He had to make Fuji understand what a true master was.

I'll meet this arrogant fellow!"

Kangetsu said to Yanagisawa and the others, accepting Kimuraji's invitation to fight.

The fledgling Kangetsu had no idea how big the gap was between him and Kimuraji, and he was confident that even if there was a gap, it would not be too great.

He was just the right time to collect Kimura's presence data to prepare for this year's Open Tournaments.

Yu came over quickly, it's not easy to see this one shoot. When

the coach of this tennis school saw this situation, he also quickly pulled Yuta to his side.

As he said, there are not many opportunities to see Kimura make a move in private.

This coach didn't expect Yuta Fuji to be so delicious, causing Kimuraji and Kangetsu to fight for him.

On weekdays, although he felt that Fuji Yuta's strength was good, he was talented and willing to work hard, but he really didn't expect that Fuji Yuta would one day become a fragrant food to be robbed.

In fact, this coach ignored Yuta's age, and if you add Yuta's age, you will know why it becomes fragrant.

"Give you the opportunity to serve, and when the time comes, say I'm bullying you."

Kimuraji shrugged indifferently, it wasn't worth him to take too seriously against a Kangetsu.

You can just get rid of it.

"Huh, is this Kimura-san's courage!" The

smile on Kangetsu's face seemed to be sunny, but in fact, the hypocritical inside was clearly seen by Kimura Ji, and only an honest person like Fuji Yuta would be easily coaxed.

"Come on, let me see your strength!" Kimuraji

hooked his hand at Kangetsu, signaling the other to hurry up and serve.

Kangetsu threw the tennis ball in his hand and then bowed his knees.

A kick of the leg jumps with the help of the force of the rebound.

The racket in Kangetsu's hand slammed on the tennis ball, and the tennis ball dragged a slender gold thread towards Kimuraji's court.

"Oh, it's not bad!"

Kimuraji chuckled, this kind of serve is already at the level of a beginner to the Kanto level.

It seems that there are indeed two children at the beginning of the month.

However, the level of the Kanto level also dares to rob people with him, which is inevitably a little too self-sufficient.

Kimuraji's eyes narrowed slightly, and then the muscles in his arms began to tense.

Bang!

A boom sounded like a dry thunder, and suddenly the golden light that rolled upside down instantly smashed at the feet of Guan Yue with a violent wave of qi.

Kangetsu's pupils shrank slightly, and he didn't react at all to this ball?!

"Game, Kimuraji, 15:0. "

The coach of this tennis school acted as a referee on a temporary basis, which was just said.

"Is this the strength of the head of the tennis department of Yamabuki Middle School, a national championship school!"

Yuta's eyes were full of shock, and he had not seen Kimura's ball at all.

This means that the ball speed is beyond the upper limit of his dynamic vision.

What a terrible thing this is, you must know that this is just a return ball and not a serve!

If his half-volleys were of this level, he was even confident that he could beat his brother.

Genius is not two weeks to help.

Do you want me to slow down a bit?" Kimura

reminded with a chuckle, seeing Kangetsu standing in place for a long time without serving.

"Abominable!"

Kangetsu clenched his teeth, what was wrong with him

! was he afraid just because of the ball just now?!

This sense of humiliation made Kangetsu very irritable, he didn't expect that the gap between himself and Kimuraji was so big.

Kimuraji's half-volley and Fuji Yuta's half-volley are two completely different things.

The former actually didn't even give himself a chance to react!

Kanzuki knew that he had to be cautious, and he definitely couldn't give Kimuraji another chance to easily hit a half-volley.

At the beginning of the month, the racket side cut over the overhead tennis ball, and the tennis ball that bounced up after landing bounced at a very tricky angle under the blessing of strong side spin.

If the hard one doesn't work, then the soft one comes.